{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av11009.htm","path":"hin/av/av11009.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av11009.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n1All arms and every arrow, all the power and might that bows\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0possess,\n \u00a0\u00a0The warlike weapon, axes, swords, the plan and purpose in the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0heart,\n \u00a0\u00a0All this, O Arbudi, make thou visible to our enemies, and let\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0them look on mist and fog.\n 2Arise ye and prepare yourselves: ye, the celestial hosts, are\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0friends.\n \u00a0\u00a0Let your mysterious natures be seen by our friends O Arbudi.\n 3Rise both of you: begin your work with fettering and binding.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0fast,\n \u00a0\u00a0Assail, both of you, Arbudi, the armies of our enemies.\n 4The God whose name is Arbudi, and Nyarbudi the Mighty\n \u00a0\u00a0One,\n \u00a0\u00a0The two by whom the air and this great earth are compassed\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0and possessed,\n \u00a0\u00a0With these two friends of Indra I go forth to conquer with the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0host.\n 5Rise with our army stand thou up. O Godlike Being, Arbudi.\n \u00a0\u00a0Breaking the hosts of enemies, surround them with thy winding\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0coils.\n 6Exhibiting, O Arbudi, seven children of the mist and fog,\n \u00a0\u00a0When butter hath been offered, rise with all of these and with\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the host.\n 7Beating her breast, with tearful face, let the short-earned, the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0wild-haired hag. p. 69\n \u00a0\u00a0Shriek loudly when a man is slain, pierced through by thee, O\n \u00a0\u00a0Arbudi;\n 8Snatching away the vertebra, while with her thought she seeks\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0her son,\n \u00a0\u00a0Her husband, brother, kin, when one, Arbudi! hath been pierc-\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ed by thee.\n 9Let vultures, ravens, kites, and crows, and every carrion-eating\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0bird.\n \u00a0\u00a0Feast on our foes, and show where one, Arbudi! hath been\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0pierced by thee.\n 10Then let each greedy beast of prey, and fly and worm regale\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0itself\n \u00a0\u00a0Upon the human corpse where one, Arbudi, hath been pierced\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0by thee.\n 11Attack them, both of you; bear off their vital breath O Nyar-\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0budi.\n \u00a0\u00a0Let mingled shouts and echoing cries of woe amid our foemen\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0show where thou, O Arbudi, hast pierced\n 12Shake them, and let them sink with fear: e'erwhelm our enemies\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0with dread.\n \u00a0\u00a0With widely-grasping bends of arm, O Arbudi, crush down our\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0foes.\n 13Let those mens' arms grow faint and weak, dull be the purpose\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0of their heart;\n \u00a0\u00a0And let not aught of them be left when thou, O Arbudi, hast\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0pierced.\n 14Self-smiting, beating breast and thigh, careless of unguent, with\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0their hair dishevelled, weeping,\n \u00a0\u00a0hags shall run together, when a man is slain, when thou, O\n \u00a0\u00a0Arbudi, hast pierced.\n 15Apsarases with dog-like mates, and R\u016bpak\u0101s, O Arbudi,\n \u00a0\u00a0And her who licks the cup inside, and seeks to wound in ill-\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0kept place,\n \u00a0\u00a0All these, O Arbudi, do thou make visible to our enemies and\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0let them look on mists and fog.\n 16The fiend who creeps upon the sword, maimed, dwelling where\n \u00a0\u00a0Lthe wounded lie,\n \u00a0\u00a0The misty shapes that lurk concealed, Gandharvas and Apsara-\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ses, demons, and snakes and Other Folk; p. 70\n 17Armed with four fangs and yellow teeth, deformed, with faces\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0smeared with blood, the terrible and fearless ones,\n 18Make thou, O Arbudi, those wings of hostile armies quake with\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0dread.\n \u00a0\u00a0Let Conqueror and Victor, friends of Indra, overcome our foes.\n 19Stifled and crushed, O Nyarbudi, low let the smitten foeman lie.\n \u00a0\u00a0With tongue of fire and crest of smoke go conquering maidens\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0with our host!\n 20May Indra, Lord of Might, strike down each bravest warrior of\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the foes,\n \u00a0\u00a0Whom this our band hath put to flight: let not one man of\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0those escape.\n 21Let their hearts burst asunder, let their breath fly up and pass\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0away.\n \u00a0\u00a0Let dryness of the mouth o'ertake our foemen, not the friendly\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ones.\n 22The clever and the foolish ones, those who are twisted round,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the deaf,\n \u00a0\u00a0The dusky-hued, the hornless goats and those whose voice is like\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the buck's,\n \u00a0\u00a0All these, O Arbudi, do thou make visible to our enemies:\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0cause them to look on mists and fog.\n 23Arbudi and Trishandhi fall upon our foes and scatter them,\n \u00a0\u00a0So that, O Indra, Lord of Might, Slayer of Vritra, we may kill\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0thousands of these our enemies!\n 24Tall trees, and those who live in woods, the herbs and creeping\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0plants of Earth,\n \u00a0\u00a0Gandharvas, and Apsarases, Snakes, [\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0] Beings, Fathers,\n \u00a0\u00a0Gods,\n \u00a0\u00a0All these do thou, O Arbudi, make visible to our enemies:\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0cause them to look on mists and fog.\n 25High sway have Maruts, and the God \u0100ditya, Br\u0101hmanaspati,\n \u00a0\u00a0High sway have Indra, Agni, and Dilator, Mitra, Praj\u0101pati,\n \u00a0\u00a0High sway have Rishis given to you, showing upon our enemies\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0where thou, O Arbudi, hast pierced.\n 26With full dominion over these, rise, stand ye up, prepare your-\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0selves,\n \u00a0\u00a0Ye are our friends, celestial hosts. When ye have won this\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0battle, go, each to his several sphere, apart.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 11: Hymn 9: An incantation for the destruction of a hostile army","type":"page"}